Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Waters, artist - Kathy Mattea. Album song Calling Me Home, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Record label: Sugar Hill
Song language: English
Black Waters |
I come from the mountains, Kentucky’s my home, |
Where the wild deer and the black bear so lately did wrong. |
By the cool rushing waterfall, the wild flowers dream, |
And through every green valley there runs a clear stream. |
Now there’s scenes of destruction on every hand, |
And only black water runs down through my land. |
Sad scenes of destruction on every hand, |
Black waters, black waters run down through my land. |
Oh, the queen, she’s a pretty bird, she sings a sweet tune, |
In the roots of dark timber she nests with her young. |
Then the hill side explodes with a dynamite’s roar, |
And the voice of the small bird is heard there no more. |
Then the mountain comes tumbling so awful and grand, |
As the poison black waters run down through my land. |
Sad scenes of destruction on every hand, |
Black waters, black waters run down through my land. |
In the coming of the spring time we planted our corn, |
In the ending of the spring time we buried our son. |
In the summer come a nice man, says everything’s fine, |
My employer just requires a way to his mine. |
Then he blew down the timber, covered my corn |
And the grave on the hillside’s a mile deeper down. |
And the man stands and talks with his hat in his hand |
As the poison black waters rise over my land. |
Sad scenes of destruction on every hand, |
Black waters, black waters run down through my land. |
Now I don’t have much money, not much of a home, |
I own my own land, but my land’s not my own. |
But if I had ten million somewhere’s there abouts, |
I’d buy a pair of county and I’d drive them all out. |
Then I’d sit on the bank with my babe and my can |
And watch the clean waters run down through my land. |
Oh, and that would be just like the old promised land, |
Black waters, black waters no more in my land. |
Black waters, black waters no more in my land. |